Friday, May 8, 2015

The Elephant

The Elephant

Through the thick jungle, slowly I creep
At a slight sound my heart tends to leap
I hear a rustle behind me, then a low rumble
Sweat forms on my brow and my stomach tumbles
A great shape looms before me, it's shadow envelops
In my small body a trembling develops
An Elephant! Creature of great pride, sense, and girth
But in those deep eyes I sense his great mirth
He reaches out his trunk and gives my head a pat,
Turns to walk away and leaves that at that
As I make my way back to my camp that I've laid
I find myself humbled by the new friend I've made

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